Salience lives where contrast occurs.

Every creek and crack of my body is a memory of a moment of intense living.

A moment of intense difference.

The painpleasurelightdarkfastslowness determines degree of reality.

When I only have pleasure with which to contrast, I must seek out ever greater pleasures to achieve salience.

Converse true. Switch. Reverse. About face.

Salience is where the pain of existence meets the joy of living. I seek it as I fear it.